Thursday, February 25, 2010

You're my best friend

The other night, while I was snuggling with Layla, she turned to me and said, "Mom, you're my best friend." I was sooooo unbelievably happy to hear her say that. My eyes welled up with tears and I asked her who told her to say that. She just smiled and said, "Layla." What an amazing and awesome thing to hear from your child. Now, if only I could get it on video so that when she's older and telling me how much she hates me I could show it to her.

Stay tuned for pictures and a post from Layla's very first field trip! I will be accompanying her and her class (and teachers of course. Hell no would I take that responsibility on on my own) on the big kid bus tomorrow as we head for Family Fun Land.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

2010 Winter Olympics

Last week at daycare, Layla's class got to make their own Olympic "jerseys". ;) Layla was pretty pround of her fancy work. Take a look...


I'm too sexy for my shirt.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Disney on Ice

As mentioned in the previous post, on February 13th, Grandpa Ice and Grandpa D took us to see Disney on Ice - the Princess Classics. Layla had a fantastic time, and despite the fact that the show was almost two and a half hours long, she behaved wonderfully! We even managed to get out of there without dropping $10 on a bucket of "Disney" popcorn or one of those crazy light up toys that ran at about $20 a pop. Grandpa Ice couldn't resist buying Layla an awesome Princess program and a Princess rose though - thanks Grandpa and Grandma! And Happy 35th Anniversary to you (February 14)!!!

Layla watching the princesses make their way onto the ice. VERY into it, as you can see!

Grandpa Ice and Layla watching the Cinderella story... I think maybe Grandpa's face was a reaction to the wicked step mother or step sisters!

Layla giving Grandma D a kiss as a thank you for the wonderful day!!


Saturday, February 20, 2010

Happy Birthday Jake!!!

Happy Birthday to you babe! Today, you are the big 3-3! Soon, you'll be able to say you're in your "mid 30's"! That's kind of scary. But, considering I'm really only 9 months younger than you, I should just shut up while I'm ahead, right?

I hope your Birthday is fantastic, and I'm looking forward to our Birthday date tonight. Once again, thank you for being who you are - a fantastic hubby, wonderful daddy and my personal muse. We love you!!!


Layla and daddy - September 2007, watching football. Layla was only a few days old here.

Layla and daddy riding her wiggle racer on the deck! What a fun daddy!!

One of our favorite pics - I think Layla was about 9 months old here. This was at the 4th of July parade.

Daddy, at his first parade. :)

Daddy's little girl.




Thursday, February 18, 2010

People are gonna LOVE this!

I'm sort of doing this post out of sequence, but couldn't wait to share this video with everyone. This past weekend, we went to Disney on Ice with Grandpa Ice and Grandma D (in celebration of their 35th wedding anniversary). Layla LOVED it. She has been talking about princesses (the theme of the show) ever since, and has been obsessed with wearing princess dresses every night after school. Last night, she made me dress her up in her Christmas dress. And boy, was she pumped. Check this out... I about peed my pants laughing. (Sorry about the dim lighting - the living room light was off.)

video

Stay tuned for the Disney on Ice pictures and a post about the Olympics shirt Layla made at daycare this week!

Happy Thursday everyone!

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Beauty Shop - Part 2

More pictures from our beauty shop session this weekend. Layla is on a huge ladybug kick right now and loves her ladybug clips. We were down to about two in the entire house so we went to Wally World on Sunday to get more. She made me put every last one in her hair.




Ladybugs! And a belly!



Thursday, February 11, 2010

Terrible Two's - comin' at ya!

For the most part, our little Layla truly is an angel (or so I like to tell myself). However, we are certainly beginning to see the sassy side of her personality come to light these days. On Tuesday, Layla's daycare sheet reflected a few not-so-great moments in her day. I think it's hysterical that they actually wrote, "had a bit of an attitude today." Ruh roh. Can't wait for the teenage years.




Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Beauty Shop

Recently, a co-worker of mine who keeps up with my blog mentioned that she read the post about me giving Layla a hair cut. She said she noticed that in my post, I said that Layla's hair just won't grow. She then told me that she thinks perhaps Layla has what her granddaughter has, which is Loose Anagen Syndrome. The short and skinny - most common in blond haired, blue eyed girls, and starts around the age of two. It's nothing devastating, but it prevents the hair from growing past the nape of the neck. I read up on it, and see that many of the symptoms or characteristics are ones that Layla has. Thin hair, a little "nappy", grows more on top than in the back or nape of neck area. And there's really no "cure" or way around it. It made me a bit sad, because as all you girly girls know, every little girl loves to do fancy fun things with their hair. I just pictured my little girl asking my why her hair wouldn't grow and why she couldn't have a long flowing pony tail like the rest of her friends and wanted to cry. Then, I pulled up my boot straps and sucked it up, realizing that if this is in fact something that Layla has, then so be it. It could be FAR worse and there are plenty of fun adorable things that can be done w/ short locks.

So, I went home and played "beauty shop" with Layla the next day. We did all kinds of fun things with her hair that day, and all weekend long (wait for the next post to see more hair shots). Here are a few of the fun ones we took.

In the mean time, I think I'm going to get a real hair cut (not one that I do haphazardly in our kitchen) for Layla, to see if that might stimulate her hair to grow. If it doesn't, I'll take her to the dermatologist to see if she in fact has LAS. And if she does, that's okay. At least we'll know and won't be mystified by it anymore. :)

After a "beauty shop" session with mommy. I used a curling iron on her hair for the first time and LOTS of product. Can you tell?? ;)
Deep thoughts.

Don't worry about what I have in my hands. Just mind your bizniss.



Cheeeeese!!!!


Friday, February 5, 2010

2 years and 5 months


My little Layla sweety... Tomorrow, you'll be 2 years and 5 months old! Really?? Is that possible?? Recently, you moved up to the big kid section of daycare (essentially, early preschool). That was a big transition for you and an even bigger one for me. You were sent home with a permission slip for the various field trips you'll be going on over the next few months the other night. I was in total disbelief about the entire concept of my baby going on field trips that would involve someone besides me or your daddy transporting you. In fact, I thought the fact that we received the outline of the trips and the permission slip was a mistake! Low and behold - this is no mistake. You'll be starting to go on field trips on February 26th, all the way through May. Fun things like getting on a big school bus to travel to Family Fund Land, a hike at Pike Lake, a performance at the Art Center, etc. All wonderful experiences for you, but I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't totally and completely FREAKED out by the fact that you, my BABY, would be getting on a big old giant school bus, without a car seat (or a seat belt for that matter) and without me or your daddy. SO, being the mama bear that I am, I took matters into my own hands and decided that any field trip that will involve you being transported from anywhere to anywhere will also involve ME. I may as well be your chaperone now, while you think it's fun and cool, before you start telling me to walk into events behind you and pretend I don't know you, right?
Oh my little stinky Bean. How can you possibly be growing up so fast?? You are a full on ham, you talk like the English language is going out of style, you're fully potty trained (except nights), you're moving to your big girl bed this weekend, you have "friends", you love being a princess, and you LOVE to dance!!!!
Please oh please keep being as sweet as you are and try not to turn into a devil child as you grow into a beautiful woman. We are so very proud of you and love you more than you will ever know.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Super Dad!

So, the other night, Layla was doing what she does best - running around naked. I was prepping her bath and Layla kept coming in and out of the bathroom telling me she had to go poop. When I'd put her on the potty, she'd quickly jump off and say, "No, I not have to poop. I done." Uh, okay, whatev's. So, that process repeated itself about 4 times and then Layla said she had to go bye-bye (a game she plays). She left the bathroom and shut the door, so I was in the bathroom listening to the bath water run. I heard Layla chirping a few times outside of the bathroom door, but couldn't make out exactly what she was saying because of the water running and at that point didn't really care because I knew she was within eye sight of Jake.

All of a sudden, I heard Layla yelling and crying really loud. I freaked out, thinking that maybe she had shut her hand in the door so I ran to the door and opened it. Then I saw him - Super Dad to the rescue. Jake was standing behind Layla who was yelling and crying, "I pooped! My poop came out!" Why was Jake standing there behind Layla you ask? Oh, well, you see, it was because he saw what was about to happen from the living room, put on his Super Dad cape and flew to the rescue. As Layla's poopie made it's exit, Jake put his hands under Bean's butt and caught it. YES. I SAID IT. JAKE CAUGHT LAYLA'S POOP IN HIS HANDS. And, let me tell you, this was no tiny poop. This thing should've came out of Shrek.

Needless to say, Jake was promptly dismissed from bath duty that night and was given a "plus one" for the night (our score keeping system that we started years ago. April: 390203 points, Jake: 4). ;)

Go daddy go. You pooper scooper.